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[ That's the cruel thing, isn't it? Maybe. Maybe is too immaterial, too uncertain, for beasts made to exist in the binary of victory and loss. Maybe he'll see her again. Maybe she'll remember him. Hope, already fraying and dissipating even as he tries to hang onto it.

The moment Set's hands find him, the dam breaks. Homelander weeps, years falling away from his trembling shoulders until only the boy is left, lonely and desperate, trapped in a sterile cage. The difference, here, is that he isn't completely alone. There's someone here to listen, someone here to hold him as he allows himself to feel the full scope of his loss. He's always wanted this, hasn't he? A true friend?

You will always have my support. How many other people could say that, for him?

So he sobs until he goes hoarse, until he's too tired to move. His worst: not his urge toward violence or his view of those he considers lesser, but this terrible, crippling weakness. Set accepts it all. ]